There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
PETRARCHGo, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
More Petrarch Quotes
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Hitherto your eyes have been darkened and you have looked too much, yes, far too much, upon the things of earth. If these so much delight you what shall be your rapture when you lift your gaze to things eternal!
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Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.
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Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.
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Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination; throughout our whole lives we do what we never intended, and what we proposed to do, we leave undone.
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I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
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All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.
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Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.
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I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
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For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.
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Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.
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From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.
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When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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